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[Verse 1:]
My momma was raised in an era when,
Clean water was only served to the fairer skin
Doing clothes you would have thought I had help
But they wasn't satisfied unless I picked the cotton myself.
You see it's broke nigga racism
That's that "Don't touch anything in the store"
And there's rich nigga racism
That's that "Come here, please buy more"
What you want a Bentley, fur coat and diamond chain?
All you blacks want all the same things
Used to only be niggas now everybody play me
Spending everything on Alexander Wang
New Slaves
[Hook:]
You see it's leaders and there's followers
But I'd rather be a dick than a swallower
You see it's leaders and there's followers
But I'd rather be a dick than a swallower
[Verse 2:]
I throw these Maybach keys
I wear my heart on the sleeve
I know that we the new slaves
I see the blood on the leaves
I see the blood on the leaves
I see the blood on the leaves
I know that we the new slaves
I see the blood on the leaves
They throwing hate at me
Want me to stay at ease
Fuck you and your corporation
Y'all niggas can't control me
I know that we the new slaves
I know that we the new slaves
I'm about to wild the fuck out
I'm going Bobby Boucher
I know that pussy ain't free
You niggas pussy, ain't me
Y'all throwing contracts at me
You know that niggas can't read
Throw on some Maybach keys
Fuck it, c'est la vie
I know that we the new slaves
Y'all niggas can't fuck with me
Y'all niggas can't fuck with Ye
Y'all niggas can't fuck with Ye
I'll move my family out the country
So you can't see where I stay
So go and grab the reporters
So I can smash their recorders
See they'll confuse us with some bullshit like the New World Order
Meanwhile the DEA
Teamed up with the CCA
They tryna lock niggas up
They tryna make new slaves
See that's that private owned prison
Get your piece today
They Probably all in the Hamptons
Braggin' 'bout their maid
Fuck you and your Hampton house
I'll fuck your Hampton spouse
Came on her Hampton blouse
And in her Hampton mouth
Y'all 'bout to turn shit up
I'm 'bout to tear shit down
I'm 'bout to air shit out
Now what the fuck they gon' say now?
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If life is a box of chocolates, damn I sure got my pick
Cruising on the worn chords of a Megatropolis
If you read the synopsis, the read should be redonkulous
Blow your fucking mind like, frozen as a Klondike
I know, right? So don't play boy!!
Who the Hefner you? Tryna be a playboy?
She ain't step to you cause she ain't want your name boy
So we dismember you, turning red to rain boy
Well then, tell your friends I could give a flying
Funky rhinoceros octopuses are delish
Yep, this is my kind of dish, where da fish?
Where da fakes at? Gobble down a billion of 'em bitches
On a supersonic wave while y'all living so ridiculous
Fictitious like you may be a little over-drinking
Over thinking what you thinking?!
She is not the one to play with,
She will set you up and now
You're stuck between two different cages so you're
Done, done, done, dubplate
Done, done, done
Done, done, done
Your aim is wasted
I ain't mean to throw it in ya face kidd, now you're
Done, done, done!
(x2)
So strapped, with a low cap, wanna know how I got this sickness?
I jumped into a swimming pool, eccentric as a Kendrick
Life is good as it gets, Mr. Jones' interest
No stepping on the pedal without the physical fitness
Bear witness, Rambo in a Lambo
Saddle up the horsepower, travel while we rattle
All the windows like a cymbal, assemble every single
Individual musical symbol like a synth or signal so you're
DONE!
Dubplate, dub, dub, dub, dub, dubplate
Dubplate, dub, dub, dub, dubplate, dubplate
Dubplate, dub, dub, dub, dub, dubplate
Dubplate, dub, dub, dub, dubplate, dubplate
Done, done, done, dubplate
Done, done, done
Done, done, done
Your aim is wasted
I ain't mean to throw it in ya face kidd, now you're
Done, done, done!
(x2)
Done, done, done!
Done, done, done!
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train ride there
02:47
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stones stones stones
06:57
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zovi - noise girl (rmx)
02:57
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rave doep+
02:16
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war machine
04:37
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forbidden nostalgia
02:21
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W E A R E E T E R N A L
00:32
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